The Boy Without a Soul

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The Boy Without A Soul
By Angelwings Sorrow


Chapter 2 “Only family can help”

“There is nothing I can do he is just blacked out from the fall. No need to worry Mr. Malfoy.”

“ ‘No need to worry’! He looks like death and he is lighter than a small child!”

“Shut up Malfoy leave her alone.” Groaned the once sleeping Harry. Madame Pomphry made to go check on him but he gave her a warning look and she retreated to her office. Draco was stunned as he watched the medi-witch, who was known to mother all her charges, was scared off by a look form a child half her size. “Look Malfoy you saved the golden boy once again. Cheers to you. Now get lost, because if your here Snape is sure to follow.”

“Potter calm down will you. It’s just us here. You almost died, what were doing up so late at night? We have potions first thing in the morning.” Draco sat in the chair next to his bed Harry didn’t look up just keep his vacant stare to the wall in front of him.

“Why bother? I don’t attend classes anymore. I don’t sleep and there’s not much to do at night. What’s your excuse?”

“Wha-what do you mean I’m Head boy for Slytherin, I was doing my rounds.” The Slytherin was caught slightly of guard by the question. He didn’t want the former Gryffindor to know he had been watching and following him whenever he could. Ever since he had found Harry nailed to Snape’s door he had been extremely worried about him.

“Oh well next time don’t bother.”

“Fine then you can walk to the dungeons for your potions. Merlin knows I’m getting too old to be climbing all these stairs.”

“Oh great the resident Bat is here. What did I tell you Malfoy the sun is down and your Pet bat appears.”

“If you took better care of yourself you wouldn’t need my potions.”

“I don’t want potions!” Harry snapped and then glare at the potion master ignoring the bottles being set on the table next to him. “And I don’t want his pity!” He pointed at a shocked Draco. “I just want to be left alone! Leave and take the mini git with you!”

“I expect to see you in class tomorrow.” Sighed the tired Professor. This had been a reoccurring fight between them since the start of the school year he turned on his heel and nodded for the young Slytherin to follow. He walked out slowly waiting for those last words; which were sure to follow.

“You Wish” Harry turned from the two Exiting Slytherins pretending to sleep. He waited to the sound of their footsteps died down to nothing before let go of the glamour charms and let his tears fall free.

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“Professor what’s going on with Potter?”

“Nothing, which a potion and a goodnight sleep won’t help.” Mutter the potion master as the two Slytherins made their way to their dark dungeon home.

“He doesn’t need a potion he needs a keeper. Potter is almost a walking corpse. He never eats, never sleeps and no one seems to give a damn!” Draco’s voice started to rise with his temper. Suddenly he found himself pinned to the wall by the strong arms of his head of house.

“You shouldn’t lecture on things you know nothing about.” He growled as his dark eyes glared into the silver ones of his prize student. “Mr. Malfoy what is your sudden concern of Mr. Potter’s well being? Had you both not always hated each other?”

“My Concern is that no one in this Bloody castle is concerned about Potters well being. The golden boy has fallen into the dark and no one wants to help him back. That is with the exception of you. Why is that sir?” the Slytherin was dropped and escorted to the short distance to the common rooms.

“Mr. Malfoy I will ask that you stay away from Mr. Potter as there is nothing you can do to help him. Goodnight.” The potions professor turned and started to leave when a voice stopped him, but he did not turn back.

“You never answered my question. Why do you help him when on one else will?”

“One does not give up on Family.” With out waiting for a response Snape disappeared in to the shadows.

Draco was stunned to say the least as he headed to his private Head Boy room his mind was over run with many unanswered questions all, which seem to involve the form Golden boy of Gry6ffindor. ‘Why did everyone hate Potter? Why wasn’t Harry eating? Was Harry’s eyes really that green or did the gods give him real emeralds for eyes?’ Draco stopped in the process of opening his door when the he realized what he was thinking. ‘It’s POTTER not Harry. And I don’t like his eyes.’ He closed and charmed his room sealed and silenced. “It’s sad when one tries to lie to oneself.” Draco tumbled into bed not caring he was still dressed. He was exhausted with the night events but he came to one important decision. “One thing is clear I won’t eve leave Potter alone. If he can take care of himself then I make sure he does.”

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The sun rose and was shining through the hospital windows as Harry sat up and wiped the sleep from his eyes. “Your glamour fell again Potter.” Harry rolled his eyes at the voice know it wouldn’t leave anytime soon.

“Thank you Uncle, for telling me, but I took it off before I went to sleep. Now why don’t you take you pointy ears and Bat robes and go terrorize some poor first year.” The figure stepped from the shadows. He had long silky Black Hair his ears were pointed and skin was white as a porcelain china doll and his eyes were a light Charcoal gray.

“Harry you do have people who care for you.”

“I am a weapon. Those who you say care only care if I can do my job.” Harry’s Emerald eyes burned with anger and pain. He got out of bed and walked to the window keeping his back to his uncle. He saw his own handsome elfin appearance and thought ‘I’m such an ugly freak.’ He could not she the beauty in his waist length hair or his soft porcelain skin.

He remembered when his aunt cut his hair off and found his point ears he was beaten bloody for his freakish looks. So he wished his hair back and was beaten for his freakish ways. The next time his hair was cut she screamed it better not grow back. It was his first glamour and he didn’t even know it. His aunt left his hair long enough to hide his pointed ears but after awhile they forgot he had them. Yes glamour charms were good at hiding from the world but you can’t hide from yourself. Even the Elfin blood couldn’t take the cursed scar from his forehead.

“We’ve had this argument before uncle, from you and your mate I wish you would leave me be I know my job. You have a job as well. You walk a fine line with your life and the life of your mate on the line. Just talking to me could get you or uncle Remmy killed. Forget about me and leave me to my fate. You’ll both live longer that way.”

“Harry despite what you might think Remus and I will never give up on you. We’re family and despite what differences your father and I had we were family and we took care of one another.” The Elf let his Glamour fall into place and his hair shorten and looked greasy his eyes were pitch black his pale complexion looked sickly. “I’ll see you in class Mr. Potter.”

“Don’t hold your Breath Professor Snape.”

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Draco was having a lousy morning. Crabbe and Goyle decided that their stomachs were more important than waking him. Then the elves shrunk his clean uniform so he had to wear the one he slept in plus the fact it had puffskin vomit on it thanks to CoMC’s class yesterday. To make matters worst Blaise stole the last of his magical me hair gel. And it was sticking up everywhere with bed head and he had no time to shower. Now he was running to the great hall to at least get a cup of coffee before potions. He was in such a hurry that he didn’t notice a smaller student walking straight for him.

“BAM! CRASH!” the smaller boy went flying it to a suit of armor and it tore the fragile skin.

“Watch where you’re going you little… Oh Merlin Potter you bleeding!’ Draco rushed to the former Gryffindor’s side. There was a trail of blood from the impact point all the way to the floor where the fallen boy laid. “I’ve got to get you to the hospital.” The Slytherin scooped Harry up with ease and started to run to the hospital wing but a voice stopped him.

“Malfoy stop. Put me down now. Then leave me ALONE!”

“I don’t think so Potter. In case you haven’t notice you are bleeding and if you don’t get help you’ll die.”

“Don’t be a hero Malfoy it ruins you heartless bastard image.”

“I don’t give a Fuck I’m taking you to the hospital wing and that’s final.”

“She won’t treat me. She’s under orders not to.”

“What? Who the hell would order that?”

“Fudge. After the attack this summer he declared me a Death eater spy. So now any public Facility is to deny me assistants. It’s considered treason. Only family can help convicted Death eaters as the family honor laws can not be broken or changed.”

“That’s what Snape meant by one does not give up on family.” Draco quickly changed directions and head to the dungeons as fast as he could.

“For a Spy he sure has a big mouth.” Complained Harry before letting the dark take him over.